Met two each of my aunts and uncles in the Strip District for lunch at Primanti’s and some shopping for questionably-licensed Steelers memorabilia. My uncle Tom was just in town after winning his battle with leukemia and everyone was in a mood to celebrate. Emily and I showed my relatives the new Pittsburgh Public Market and we sort of lost each other in a party store.
This evening my aunt (A different aunt from the two mentioned above. I have lots of them.) threw a party for my uncle. There was way too much food and lots of toasts both happy and sentimental. It’s always nice to get the family together to celebrate a happy occasion like this.
Up on-time. Have to remember to leave more time for shaving again.
Lunch at Pho Van in the Strip. The pho was tasty, the service was fast, and unlike some other pho restaurants in the Strip it hasn’t to my knowledge been shut down by the ACHD.
Picked up some paczki for Fat Tuesday from the Polish deli. Yum.
On the way to lunch a strange man who thinks comedy means speaking in a falsetto voice made fun of Justin’s Penguins hat.
On the way back from lunch a different strange man “accidentally” punched Justin in the gut.
Today was not Justin’s best day ever.
Guitar lesson was lots of fun. Learned some blues riffs and put them to “Steamroller Blues”.
